Juniata sentinel and Republican. (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, February 25, 1874, Image 1

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B. F. SCHWEIER,
THE COXSTITCTIOS THE CXIOX AXD THE ENFORCEMENT OF THE LAWS.
Editor and Proprietor.
VOL. XXVIII.
M IFFLINTOAVN, JUNIATA COUNTY, PENNA., FEBRUARY 25, 1S74.
NO. 8.
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Poetry.
Ilrndis Hearts and Hand.
BT WEOKUB W. BC56AT
Hds that think, and brarta that fsri,
Hindu that tan th bnsy whssl.
Hake oar life worth Using litre,
la thla mimdana hsmltr-hera;
Heads to p'an what hands eaa do,
Uearta to bar n' brsr'lT through,
Thinking bead and tolling fcani
Are Blasters of tha land.
When a thought becomes a thing.
b bit hands maka hasunera ring,
CntU bo Dent work baa wrought
Into shape tks thinker's thooghl.
Which will aid to cllUlie.
And make natloaa great and wise.
Lifting to a glory height
In thia ago of tboaght sad light.
Miracles of science show
With tbelr l ght the way to go ;
Touch a tube of gaa, and light
e'loaeomi like the atari of night ;
Touch another tabs, and lo !
sUreama of crystal watsra )w;
Touch a telegraphic wire.
And your tboaght has wings of Are
lliil to honest hearts and hands.
And to the head that understand ;
Quids that dare to truth subscribe.
Hands thai never touched a bribe ;
litarts that hate a deed aajuiO,
Hrarta that other hearts can trust ;
Heads tbat p. as for others' weal.
Heads poised over hearts that feel.
MisceHany
The I"- of Both HansU.
'n..'r noorl.nr l.in.Vun.l Tse vonr 1
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right hand" are injunctions that the j
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enii.i nears jrotn me jrn, u.i
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ix'iore lie is oiu euouu iu uuucimiuu
I lie sunken words, the outstretchd
hand is put back and the coveted
r "Why " he asks as soou as he is old
enough to demand a reason for the i
slight put upon the unolTending mem- j
her. I
"Decause," replies mamma, sagvly, ;
"it is awkward," or, "it isn't polite."
Why it should be awkward or impo-
lite to use the left hand, mamma never ,
thinks to enquire. Xlntt the exigences I
of military discipline in some righting ;
ae of Jorgouen uarDansra maae 11 i
necessary that all men should give pre- !
f , renee to the same hand, or some other j
r,,,.al Iv se and potent reason estab-,
hshed the custom at a time when one
skillfal hand was enough for one per- ,
sou, mamma neither knows nor cares;
nor does it occur to her that times ;
change and that a good rule for one ,
generation may be a bad one for another.
J lrant that social convenience is favored ;
l.y the uniform use of the nKht hand .
for certain purposes, that is no suthcient ;
reason for suiKirdinating the lelt. band
nana in an luings, e-.atijr w ueu
conditions of our lives and occupations
make it very freqnent.y imperative that
the untrained left hand shall learn to
do the work of the disabled right hand,
From the nursery the boy goes to
sehoo . and here ine same nureasonao.e
prejudice awaits him. Through instinct. !
accweuT or capr.ee. negii ui ih-u , oeu arrangeu luere, a x , 8een th Lonsekeeper impeding them,
or peneU with his left hand and his being alone to sharing my own l&Tger i an(j their contents had left a hlzy im
knuekles are sharply rapped for it bed-room with two of my bridesmaids. ; ion of olJ .undion. brocades,
W hy should he not .be taught to write ; It looked bright and cozy as I came m ; olj.tiMue9 gnes, hoops, and hoods,
and draw with both hands ? It wonld ; my favorite low chair was drawn before verT ?utioQlot Vhich pnt ns in a
take but little if any more tune ; and if j the fire whose rosy light glanced and Uto eicitemeut- M MouUrie
it did.it wonld only keep him busy .flickered on the glossy dark walls, which waB Snmm0ned. lookinp- duly horrified
durinar moments which he would other-1
wise devote to idleness or nusehiet i
The acquisition would never be worth-'
less, and it micht be of immense con-
venience to him. He mierht never have ;
nnAi.;.n - . ia .1 ..i.liln nanQifv I
after the fashion of the popular scientist
snd teacher whose two-handed black ;
board sketches are such a delight to his
auditors, and who is said to pursue his !
microscopic studies with a pen at one j
side and a pencil at the other, drawing !
i,.i n.l wnnr, with tl.oi
"im """ I
wu-as1.1 IxA f I-OA ex f anv itKimon t tr rpst a!
otner as the development 01 uis buujbci at ,t9 brightest ; the little church and . . , . 1 i
may require; nevertheless his two-fold iet cbchd beyond the lawn f?18.1.0" VlZtf
skiU would ever be a possible source of fair anj caim beneath its rays ; CI7 havock- . Ia mmf " tbe.
satisfaction and advantage to him. He the Lm of the white headstones here fl?Pr .was covered wlth PJes of 8llk9 and
hand exhausted by protracted use with-! romjuJed me that life is not all peace "Meg, cried little Janet Crawford,
out any interruption of his work ; he i and jOTthat tears and pain, fear and '. dancing up to me, "isn't it a good thing
wonld be less likely to be disabled by j parting have their share in its story to live in the age of tulle and summer
trilling hurts ; and, in case one hand but it did not The tranquil happiness : Bilks ? Fancy being imprisoned for life
were stiffened by heavy labor, the other j with wbich my heart was full, over- j in.a fortress like this!' holding np a
might be kept in readiness for delicate flowed in some soft tears which had no i thick crimson and gold brocade, whale
manipulations, for writing, drafting and tinge of bitterness ; and when at last I boned and buckramed at all points. It
the like. did lay down, peace, deep and perfect, thrown aside, and she half lost
Ta Imw-A cnain mnra ill a n nnA Tn fjl- : still flfbaniP. 1 fo tlow in on me with the i herself in another chest and was silent
.utw,n. or;7on l.n.t. Ai.iljtv to hamllo !
tools with either hand, as occasion de
manded, gave him constant advantages
over his one handed mates, not only in
the avoidance of fatigue, but in the
performance of nice work and the over
coming of difficulties, hard to come at
by those restricted to the use of a single
hand. The right handed man who can
nse a hammer or a knife readily with
his left hand, or can tie or untie a knot
when his right hand is otherwise en
paged, will find frequent use for his
skill. Indeed the advantages . we miss
throngh the non-cultivation oX the neg
lected member are infinite in number
and of incessant recurrence. They are
among the taxes we pay to custom.
it would be useless to recommend
the nature to undertake the culture of
their left hands. They have been "left"
unused and untrained too loner: and
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the proper time for such work is in ;
childhood and youth, when the muscles .
are tractable and time abundant
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need it be nseless to urge parents to
encourage such training on the part of
their children, or, at least, not to dis
courage it ?
Alas, I'our Nrhiller!
Twenty years after Schiller's death a '
certain burgomaster, Schwabe, took i
into his head to get Schiller's head as j
a precious relic. He had the vault ,
opened, where the remains had been
laid with those of ten other mortals,
but to his dismay the coffins had all ;
1 ? .,.. tl,.M vaa nntkinn .
bnt a confused mass of bones at the j There came at last the sound of a halt- tain quite away, and in the now fast
bottom of the vault He took home ; ing step, the tipping of a crutch upon waning light could just discern the
the eleven skulls, numbered them, j the floor, then stillness, and slowly, figure of a girl m white against a dark
ranged them in a row, and invited every gradually the room filled wi h light a back-ground. Robert rang for a lamp,
one in Weimar who had been personally pale, cold, steady light Everything " and when it came we turned with much
acquainted with Schiller to come and ! around was exactly as I had last seen it I curiosity to examine the painting, as to
see them. The visitors were taken one i in the mingled shine of the moon and j the subject of which we had been mak-
see them. The visitors were taken one
by one into the room, and invited to
write down their opinions as to which
was Schiller's skull, without the oppor
tunity of consultation. All agreed upon
the same number, and then Professor
Schroter. of Jena, after much difficulty. !
sorted out the bones of the skeleton
from the heap, and the whole was placed i
in the library at Weimar. It is evident
that the ideas of the present day in !
regard to the sanctity of the grave were;
not then prevalent. Goethe wrote some I
beautiful lines to the skull, and every- j
thing was pretty and pleasant !
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county,
kind known to have been shot so near
Philadelphia for many years. It was
shot by two Philadelphians, C. D. Sny
der and H. H. Marqnet
A large eagle was recently shot in the ' the stunted lorm. x saw n u cietuij j uua uu iruUUU v ;"
inity of Spread r.agle, Delaware i as 1 now see the pen wnicu wnies uicto i bup hsuwuub, " . ".""
TV.;. tl.o first hir-,1 nf th!.nr,?a in1 tho hand which CHldeS It I lien A .reoovereu in)m iuuk uixu
THE CEDAR CLOSET.
It happened ten years ago, and it
stands oat, and ever will stand ont in
my memory, like some dark, awful bar
rier, dividing the happy gleeful years of
girlhood with their foolish petulant
Borrows and eager innocent joys, and
the bright lovely life which has been
mine hince. In looking back, that time
j seems to me shadowed by a dark and
I terrible brooding cloud ; bearing in its
I lurid gloom what, bnt for love and
patience the tenderest and most untir
ing, might have been the bolt of death,
or, worse a thousand times, of madness.
As it was, for months after, "life crept
on a broken wing," if not "through
cells of madness," yet verily "through
i naunts ol horror and fear. O, the
j weary, weary days and months when I
I longed piteously for rest ! when sun
I shine was torture, and every shadow
filled with horror unspeakable ; when
my soul's craving was for death ; to be
allowed to creep away from the terror
which lurked in the softest murmur of
the summer breeze, the flicker of the
shadow of the tiniest leaf on the sunny
grass, in every corner and curtain-fold
in my dear old home. But love con
quered all, and I can tell my story now,
with awe and wonder, it is trne, but
quietly and calmly :
Ten years ago I was living with my
OLly brother in one of the quaint ivy
grown red-gabled rectories which are so
j picturesquely scattered over the fair
breadth of .England. V e were orphans
Archibald and I ; and I had been the
busy, happy mistress of his jfrtty home
for only one year after leaving school,
when Robert Drave asked me to be his
I wife. Robert and Archie were old
friends, and my new home, Draye's
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Court, was only separated from the
nircnntiorA liv An nl.l tmtv wall a lnwr
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limn ern.l.lAil tl.tftr vltlpli Ailmitr4il n
of the manor ; and it was he who had
given Archie the living of Draye ir the
Wold.
It was the night before my wedding-
Jay, and our pretty home was crowded
with the wedding-guests. We were all
gathered iu the large old-fashioned
drawing-room after dinner. When
Robert left ns late in the evening, I
walked with him as usual to the little
gate lor wuai ne caued our last parting;
we lingered a while under the great
walnut tree through the heay sombre
branches of which the Sep ember moon
joured its soft pure light. With his
astgoo.l-n.ght kiss on my lips and my
heart full of him and the love which
warmed and glorihed the whole world
for me, I did not care to go back to
share in the fun and frolic in the draw-
ing-room. bnt went softly np stairs to
my own room. I say "my own room.
but I was to occupy it as a
'f1"'00111 i
to-night lor the nrst-time.
pieasam souiu room, ,
richly carved cedar which gave the
atmosphere a spicy fragrance. I had :
chosen it as my morning-room on my I
arnval in our home ; here I had read.
and sung, and pain ed and spent long
sunny nours wuue j.rcu.oaiu was uu, ,
in his study after breakfast. I had had
prave the room its
name, me uedar t
Closet.
JfV" tM,y m wa8f b.U8y ""P"1"? ,
rtoUet-table ; Isent her away, and ,
down to wait for my brother who I ,
my
sat
knew would come to bid me eood-nicht
1 1 fi rto rr a ira Ka.l nnr lafit ftrcl.lA t .1 1 L
in my girlhood's home ; and when he!
left me there was an incursion of aU my
bridesmaids for a "dressing-gown gos- j
sip."
-vThen at last I was alone I drew back !
the cnrtain 8nJ carled mvsolf np on the !
, 1 , rrL7, l -.n
lOW, WtUe WlUllOW-BCUl. Alio UAWJll Ofl
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mnnnlwimi which filled the room, shim-
mering on the folds ol my bridal dress,
which was laid ready for the morning.
I am thus minute in describing my last
waking moments, that it may be under
stood that what followed was no creation
of a morbid fancy.
I do not know how long I had been
asleep, when I was suddenly, as it were,
wrenched back to consciousness. The
moon had set, the room was quite dark ;
I could just distinguish the glimmer of
a clouded, starless sky through the open
window. I could not see or hear any
thing unusual, but not the less was I
conscious of ah unwonted, a baleful
presence near ; an indescribable horror
cramped the very beatings of my heart ;
with every instant the certainty trrew
that my room was shared by some evil j
being. I could not cry for help, though 1
k ww vaa tl-MiA an.) T knuw
aiuiic a i i . " . , " - -
tnRt on(J tUrongh the death-like
gtilnes8 wouj j bring njm to me ; all I !
. 11 .1 VA. 4n nuTn mTA intn
CVUIU wa
the darkness. Suddenly and a throb I
stnnir throutrh every nerve I heard !
. . . and Archie decided for me. and I al-
Heft , irom the sunny parsonage lawn to me ,n , m . . ... - M tll
tov i old, old park which had belonged to the I . , ... T broodej .ii-nti- anJ
' I rrva for rvnrnrioa 11 .hert w-u lord ' wonla. wlule I pKMHIed BllCnllV and
" distinctly from behind the wainscot
against which the head of my bed was
j placed, a low, hollow moan, followed
! on the instant by a cackling, malignant
langh from the othej side of the room,
If I had been one of the monumental
figures in the churchyard on which I
had seen the quiet moonbeams shine a
few hours before, I could not have been
more utterly unable to move or speak ;
every other faculty seemed to be lost in
tltA onA intent t TR 1 Tl D f PVfl II Till PUT.
: fire, and though 1 heard at intervals !
the harsh laugh, the curtain of the bed
hid from me whatever uttered it Again,
lor hnt. distinct, the nitenns moan
broke forth, followed by some words in !
a foreign tongue, and with the sound, a
figure started from behind the curtain
dwarfed, deformed woman, dressed
in a long, loose robe of black, sprinkled !
with golden stars, which gave forth a
dull, fiery gleam, in the mysterious ;
light ; one lean, yellow hand clutched j
the curtain of my bed ; it gbttered with ;
jeweled rings ; long black hair fell in
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The face was turned from me, bent swoon, great lassitude and intense
aside, as if greedily drinking in those ! nervous excitement followed ; my lU
anguished moans; I noted even the ness broke up the party, and for months
steaks of gray in the long tresses as I ' I was an invalid. When again Robert s
lay helpless in dumb, bewildered hor
ror. "Again !" she said hoarsely, as the
sounds died away into indistinct mur
murs, and advancing a step she tapped
sharply with a crutch on the cedar
wainscot ; then again louder and more
purposeful rose the wild, beseeching
voice ; this time the words were English.
"Mercy, have mercy 1 not on me but
on my child, my little one ; she never
never harmed you. She is dying she
is dying here in darkness ; let me but
see her face once more. Death is very
near, nothing can save her now ; but
grant one ray of light, and I will pray
that you may be forgiven, if forgive
ness there be for such as you."
"What, vou kneel at last ! Kneel to
Gerda, and kneel in vain. A ray of
light ? Not if you could pay for it in
diamonds. Yon are mine ! Shriek and
call as you will, no other ears can hear.
Die together. You are mine to torture
as I will, mine, mine, mine ! and again
an awful langh rang throngh the room.
At the instant she turned. O, the face
of malign horror that met my gaze !
The green eyes flamed, and with some
thing like the snarl of a savage beast
she sprang towards me-, that hideous
face almost touched mine ; the grasp of
the skinny jeweled hand was all but
on me ; then I suppose I fainted.
For weeks I lay in brain fever, in
mental horror and weariness so intent,
that even now I do not like to let my
mind dwell on it Even when the crisis
was safely passed I was slow to rally ;
my mind was utterly unstrung. I lived
in a world of shadows. And so winter
wore by, and brought ns to the fair
spring morning when at last I stood by
Robert's side in the old church ; a cold,
. latino 1 V tJ, aiUJUSb UUnllllUU UllUtJi -M.
. fc to refuse, nor consent to
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passive, almost nnwilling bride. l
anything that was suggested ; so Hobert
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ceaselessly on the memory
terrible night To my husband I told
all one morning in a sunny Bavarian
valley, and my weak, frightened mind
drew strength and peace from his ; by
degrees the haunting horror wore away,
and when we came Lome for a happy
reason, nearly two years afterwards, I
was as strong and blithe as in my girl
hood. I had learned to believe that it
; rtn.1 all rtjun Tint rliA Aris tint Hip
: commencement of my fever. I was to
! be undeceived.
j Qur mtle d Lter LaJ come to ns
; . the f anJ now CLrist
, mQ3 was Jth ouJ firsk Cllristma. at
; , j the huse wag full of u
, Jt delicious old-fashione,l Yule;
i, j ,.i.,r i,, .
; of uue8S jnd Towara8
j - y a hgavy fall o 8now ia
i uich k t n8 alf i80ner8 . bnt even
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body suggested tableaux for the even-
there was a debate and selection of
gnljject d then came tLe le of
wL t , short notjc wfl coula
n;e th Jre88eg M has.
'banJ , raiJ 0n18ome mT8teriou9
oakeu che8tg which he knew haJ heea
f to , fa turret-room,
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. Aomtinn nt ht tn hr m
relics the most sacred, but seeing it was
ineviubl sLe maUed the way, a
st in u and fo, j of-h'er
protest in every
btuT silk dress.
"ft a charming old place, was
the exclamation with variations as we
entered the long-joisted room, at the
further end of which stood m goodly
&L ither ri" nS. Inn al?
J8"'" r 5Pkfn C'8,
approval, poor Mrs. Moultrie unlocked
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VelveiS.
Then "Look, Major Fraude 1 This is
the very thing for you a true astrolo
ger's robe, all black velvet and golden
stars, if it were but long enough ; it
just fits me."
I turned and saw the pretty slight
figure, the innocent girlish face dressed
in the robe of black and gold, identical
in shape, pattern and material with
what I too well remembered. With a
wild cry I hid my face and cowered
away.
"Take it off! O, Janet Robert
take it from her 1"
Every one turned, wondering. In an
instant my husband saw, and, catching
up the cause of my terror, flung it
hastily into the chest again, and lowered
the lid. Janet looked half offended.
but tue cloud passed in an insiani wnen
1 kissed her, apologizing as well as I
tfonlii Unh lunchpd at ns both, and
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voted an adjournment to a warmer
room, where we could have the chests
hmnoht trk 11 Q to nilftark ftt le.Snre.
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Before going down Janet and I went
into a small ante-room to examine some
old pictures which leant against the
wall.
"This is jnst the thing, Jennie, to
frame the tableaux," I said, pointing to
an immense frame at least twelve feet
square. "There is a picture in it," I
added, pulling back the dusty folds of
a heavy curtain which fell before it
"That can be easily removed," said
my husband, who had followed us.
With his assistance we drew the cur-
in g odd merry guesses wiuie we waiieo.
The girl was young almost childish
very lovely, but O, how sad 1 Great
tears stood in the innocent eyes and on
the round young cheeks, and her hands
were clasped tenderly around the arms
of a man who was bending towards ner
and did I dream? iNo; there in hateful
distinctness was the hideous woman of
the Cedar Closet the i same every
distorted line, even tothe starred dress
and golden circlet The swarthy hues
of the dress and face, had at first caused
us to overlook her. The same wicked
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r And than AHirAfi rtAr-
love and patience had won me back to
my old health and happiness, he told
me all the truth, so far as it had been
preserved in old records of the family.
It was in the sixteenth century that
the reigning lady of Draye Court was a
weird, deformed woman, whose stunted
body, hideous face, and a temper which
taught her to hate and villify everything
eood and beautiful for the contrast
offered to herself, made her universally
feared and disliked. One talent only
she possessed ; it was for music ; but
so wild and strange were the strains
she drew from the many instruments of
which she was mistress, that the gift
only intensified the dread with which
she was regarded. Her father had died
before her birth her mother did not
survive it ; near relatives she had none,
she had lived her lonely, loveless life
from youth to middle age. When a
young girl came to the court, no one
anew more than that she was a poor
relation. 1 he dark woman seemed to
look more kindly on this yonng cousin
than on any one that had hitherto
crossed her eombre path, and indeed so
great was the charm which Marian's
goodness, beauty and innocent gaiety
exercised on every one, that the ser
vants ceased to marvel at her having
gained the favor of thjir gloomy mis
tress. The girl seemed to feel a kind
of wondering, pitying affection for the
nnhappy woman ; she looked on her
throngh an atmosphere created by her
own sunny nature, and for a time all
went welL When Marian had been at
the court for a year, a foreign musician
appeared on the scene. He was a
Spaniard, and had been engaged by
Lady Draye to build for her an organ
said to be of fabnlous power and sweet
ness. Throngh long bright summer
days he and his employer were shut up
together in the music room he busy in
the construction of the wonderful in
strument, and she aiding and watching
his work. These days were spent by
Marian in various ways pleasant idle
ness and pleasant work, long canters on
her chestnut pony, dreamy mornings by
the brook with rod and line, or in the
village near, where she found a welcome
everywhere. She played with the chil
dren ; nursed the babies, helped the
mothers in a thousand pretty ways,
gossiped with the old people, brighten
ing the day for everybody with whom
she came in contact Then in the even
ing she sat with Lady Draye and the
Spaniard in the saloon, talking in that
soft foreign tongue which they generally
used. Rut this was but the music be
tween the acts ; the terrible drama was
coming. The motive was of course the
same as that of every life drama which
has been played out from the old, old
days when the cnrtain rose upon the
garden scene of Paradise. Philip and
Marian loved each other, and having
told their happy secret to each other,
they as in duty bound, took it to their
patroness. They found her in the
! mnsic room. Whether the glimpse she
: caught of a beautiful world from which
! she was shut out maddened her, or,
whether she, too, had loved the for
eigner, was never certainly known, but
through the closed door passionate
words were heard, and very soon Philip
came out alone, and left the house
without a farewell to any in it When
the servants did at last venture to en
ter, they found Marian lifeless on the
floor, Lady Draye standing over her
with crutch uplifted, and blood flowing
from a wound in the girl's forehead.
They carried her away and nursed her
tenderly ; their mistress locked the
door as they left, and all night long re
mained alone in darkness. The mnsic
which came out without piuse on the
still night air was weird and wicked
beyond any strains which had ever be
fore flowed even from beneath her
fingers ; it ceased with morning light ;
and as the day wore on it was found
that Marian had fled during the night,
and that Philip's organ had sounded its
last strain Lady Draye had shattered
and silenced it forever. She never
seemed to notice Marian's absence, and
no one dared to mention her name.
Nothing was ever known certainly of
her fate, it was supposed she had joined
her lover.
Years passed, and with each Lady
Draye's temper grew fiercer and more
malevolent She never quitted her
room unless on the anniversary of that
day and night, when the tapping of her
crutch and high-heeled shoes was heard
for hours as she walked np and down
the music-room, which was never en
tered save for this yearly vigiL The
tenth anniversary came round, and this
time the vigil was not unshared. The
servants distinctly heard the sound of
of a man's voice mingling in earnest
conversation with her shrill tones ; they
listened long, and at last one of the
boldest ventured to look in, himself
unseen. He saw a worn, travel-stained
man ; dusty, footsore, poorly dressed,
he still at once recognized the handsome
gay Philip of ten years ago. He held
in his arms a little sleeping girl ; her
long curls, so like poor Marian's, strayed
over his shoulder. He seemed to be
pleading in that strange musical tongue
for the little one ; for as he spoke he
lifted, O, so tenderly, the cloak which
partly concealed her, and showed the
little face, which he doubtless thought
might plead for itself. The woman,
with a furious gesture, raised her crutch
to strike the child ; he stepped quickly
backwards, stooped to kiss the little
girl, then, without a word, turned to
go. Lady Draye called on him to re
turn with an irojerious gesture, spoke a
few words, to which he seemed to listen
gratefully, and together they left the
house by the window which opened on
the terrace. Tbe servants followed
them and found she led the way to the
parsonage, which was at the time unoc
cupied. It was said that he was in
some political danger as well as in deep
poverty, and that she had hidden him
here until she could help him to a better
asylum. It was certain that for many
nights she went to the parsonage and
returned before dawn, thinking herself
unseen. . Rut one morning she did not
come home, her people consulted to
gether, her relenting towards Philip
had made them feel more kindly to
wards her than ever before ; they sought
her at the parsonage, and found her
lying across its threshold dead, a phial
grasped in her rigid fingers. There was
no sign of the late presence of Philip
and his child ; it is believed she had
sped them on their way before she had
killed herself. They laid her in a sui
cide's grave. For more than fifty years
after the parsonage was shut up. J
Though it has been again inhabited no
one had ever been terrified by the!
spectre I had seen ; probably the cedar
closet had never before been used as a
bedroom.
Robert decided on having the wing
containing the haunted room pulled
down and rebuilt and in doing so the
truth of my story gained a horrible
confirmation. When the wainscot of
the Cedar Closet was removed a recess
was discovered in the massive old wall,
and in this lay mouldering fragments of
of the skeletons of a man and child I
There ooull be but one conclusion
drawn, the wicked woman had impris
oned them tnere under pretense of hid
ing and helping them ; and once they
were completely at her mercy, had come
night after night with unimaginable
cruelty to gloat over their agony, and
when that long anguish was ended,
ended her odious life by a suicide's
death. We could learn nothing of the
mysterious painting. Philip was an
artist and it may have been his work.
We had it destroyed, so that no record
of the terrible story might remain. I
have no more to add, save that but for
those dark days left by Lady Draye as
a legacy of fear and horror, I sjould
never have known so well the treasure I
hold in the tender, unwearying faithful
love of my husband known the blessing
tbat every sorrow carries in its heart,
that
"Fvitt rlin.l that sr-iada aboire
Aud Tcileth love, itaell la luve."
Centenarians.
Aged Americans were not so numerous
in the bills of mortality last year as
they have been in preceding years ; but
the following, from the Boston Traveler
will be found interesting:
Masculine centenarians begin with
Andrew McDonald, New Orleans, 104 ;
and then come Robert Mcintosh, Brook
haven, X. H., died on the day he com
pleted his 102d year ; Obadiah Baldwin,
Crown Point, N. Y., 101 ; Lawrence
Merserau, Union, N. Y., in his 100th
year ; Peter Benton, Yoluntown, Conn.,
(colored), 100 ; John Collins, Charles
town, Mass., 11S years and 11 months ;
Baziel Crowd, Preston, X. S., 103 years;
Thomas Gill, Underbill Centre, Yt, 101 ;
ttt-1 ti .ii ..1 imi 1-1
William Hullett. Mount Tabor. Yt. 100
years and 10 months ; Peter Shenfessel,
Estell county, Ky., 109 years and 2
months ; Stephen Philbriek, Tamworth,
N. H., 102 years, 1 month and 20 days ;
Frederick Bates, Richmond, Maine, IOj
years and i months ; Purling Plane,
Belvidere. Dlinois, 107 years ; ,
Walkup, Kentucky, 100 years ; John J.
Snider, Statenville, X. C, 10G years
who served in the British army during
our Revolutionary war, though he must
have been very young then, and at
Waterloo, and yet died in an American
almshouse ; Joseph Goslaw, Milloury,
Mass., 10:5 years, 3 months, and 28
days; David Gowen, near Nashville,
Tenn., Ill years; John McCrilles,
Gosbsn, X. Ii., 100 yean, 2 months,
and 21 days ; Ephraim Talbot, Plain
field, Conn., in his 100th year long a
leading citizen of Providence, R. I. ;
William Miner, Xorthampton, Mass.,
102 years ; David Styles, Dubuque,
Iowa, 101 years and 4 months ; Elihn
Emerson, Leicester, Mass., 104 years
and 3 months : John Ripley, Bath, Me.,
in his 100th year ; George Washington
TT II . -1 i TT 11. 1
Hall, Gilmanton, X. H., supposed to be
in his 100th year frozen to death, in
the house where he Jived alone ; John ' persons of eminence had had their com
Duff, New Bedford, 100 years ; Sampson ; miseration appealed to in a similar way.
Gross, Athol, Mass., colored, in his j Police officers (there were no police
100th year; Abraham Wheeler, Derby ' men in those days) were sent to keep
in his 100th year was a fifer at Lundy's I order iu Berners street, which was nearly
Lane ; and Robert Sixbury, Le Roy, j choked with vehicles, jammed and inter
New York, 110 years and 7 months. j locked one with another ; the drivers
Feminine centenarians commence were irriated, the disappointed trades
with Mrs. Honor MeGuire, Boston, j men were exasperated, and a large crowd
100 : Lucy Studley, Hanover, Mass.,
in her lOiUh year; Dolly Hoyt, Fre
mont, X. U., in her 100th year ; Jlrs.
Rebecca Teuney, Chester, N. II., in her
100th year ; Mrs, Mary McGrath, New
York city, liX) years and 1 month : Mrs.
Bertha Tozier, Athens, Me., 107 years
aad 8 months; Mrs. Peggy Mitchell,
East Machias, Me,, 100 years; Mrs.
Jane Gordon, Sharon, Mass., 104 years
a native of Scotland ; Mrs. Susan
Gould, Isle La Motte, Yt, in her 100th
year; JVlrs. ikjtsey Hamilton, .roids-
borough, Me., 104 vears ; Mrs. Beulah
Hunt, Randolph, Mass., died on the
day she completed her 104th year ;
Nancy Harvey, Baltimore, Md., 117
years ; Mrs. Xancy Cady, Oxford,Mass.,
105 years for the last ten years of her
life an inmate of the almshouse ; Mrs.
Xancy Harris, Swift Creek township,
X. C, 110 years ; Mrs. Arrena Treplett,
(colored), Washington, D. C, in her
100th year consequently, not a nurse
of General Washington, but she was
one of his slaves, so tbat it may be said
that he was her nurse, as he was the
nurse of his country.
Watch!
There is no period in a Christian's
life without peril of sin. A wily foe at
tends his steps, watching with sleepless
vigilance for opportunities which may
be made occasions for his falL The only
security for the child of God, therefore,
throughout his entire pilgrimage, is in
nnrelaxing watchfulness. As the cita
del is only secure against surprise and
capture, when faithful sentinels, with
panscless step, pnrsue their steady
tread along its walls and before its
gates, so, the soul, the temple of the
Holy Ghost s alone impregnable
against the Prince of Darkness, when
all its powers, clad in Gospel mail,
guard every avenue, with incessant vigi
lance, against, the entrance of evil.
But there are seasons of peculiar
jeopardy, when nnusual perils beset the
Christian, and so insidiously, as to
threaten his safety with more than or
dinary promise of success. We are
passing through such a season now,
and there is need of the note of warning
which we sound from the head of this
article. We have seen and heard
enough already to satisfy us that with
out great caution, the Adversary will
gather rich spoils from the present
panic." The scarcity of money will be
a strong tcmptr.tion to many to disre
gard the sacred obligations by which
they are bound to support the cause of
God in its various departments. The
pressure is so creat, the future so
threatening, the necessity for retrench-
ment so imperious, and "withholding j
mam tli am in TT. ni.f di nnsh vnnrA z-nn I
more than is meet" so much more con
sonant with natural inclination, than
the self-denial which enhances the gifts
we lay npon God's altar, that, without
weariness, many good people will be
seduced into the sin of "robbing God"
who would shrink from wilfully bring
ing upon their souls so grievons a crime,
This is the supreme peril of the times ;
let Christian people guard against it
Be sure that you are personally cramped !
by the prevalent stringency, before yon !
make it a plea for withholding your
dues from the Church or the claims of
charity. If really straightened, ace to
it that personal gratification is post
poned to the claims of Him whose stew
ard you are. It is right to be provident,
but it is safe to give when the cause of
God presents its claims, so long as there
is anything with which to respond to
its demands. The widow of Sarepta
passed a "crisis" incomparably more
trying than any we experience or are
ever likely to encounter ; and passed it
safely, by dividing her scanty store with
the prophet ol the Lord. mere is in-
finitely greater danger of damaging your j
soul by treacherous dealing with duty,
than there ia of impoverishing yourself
by excessive contributions to the Lord's
treasury. "Take heed then, and beware
of covetuousness," which has a power
ful ally in the present monetary stress.
There is blessing or disaster for ns in
these trying times, according as we use
them. Let us watch against the evils
they threaten, and enrich our experience
with all the spiritual benefits they are
capable of yielding.
Sixty Year Ago.
One of the most annoying hoaxes ever
recorded was that which, about sixty
years ago, was known in London as the
Berners street hoax. It drew the atten
tion of the newspapers at the time ; then
of the magazines and the annual Regis
ter ; many years afterward (in connec
tion with a biographical notice of the
hoaxer), of the Quarterly licvicw; and
more recently, if we remember rightly,
of the "Ingoldsby Legends."
Berners street is a quiet street of
hotels and shops, with private-looking
windows ; in 1810, it was still more
quiet inhabited by well-to-do families
living in a genteel way. One morning,
soon after breakfast, a wagon-load of
coals drew up before the door of a
widow lady in that street, and soon
afterward a van-load of furniture ; then
came a hearse with a coffin, and a train
of mourning-coaches. Presently ar
rived two fashionable physicians,a den
tist, and an accoucheur, driving up as
near as they could to the door, and
wondering why so many lumbering
vehicles were so near at hand. Six men
brought a great chamber-organ ; a coach
maker, a clock-maker, a carpet-manufacturer,
and a wine-merchant sent
specimens of their goods ; a brewer
brought several barrels of ale ; curiosity-dealers
brought sundry knick
kcacks. A piano-forte, linen, jewelry.
wigs and head-dresses, a cart-load of
potatoes, books, prints, conjuring tricks,
f .1 -11- .1
feathers, ices, jellies, were among the
things brought to (or left near) the
house ; while mantua-maiiers came with
baskets of millinery and fancy articles,
and opticians with telescopes. Then,
after a time, trooped in form all qnar
ters grocers, coachmen, footmen, cooks,
house-maids, nursery-maids, and other
servants, come in quest of situations.
To crown all, persons of distinction
came in their carriages the commander-in-chief,
the archbishop of Canter
bury, a cabinet minister, the lord chief
jnstice, the governor of the bank of
England, the chairman of directors of
the East India company, an eminent
parliamentary philanthropist, and the
lord mayor. The last-named function
ary one among those who speedily saw
that all had been victimized by a Ripran
tic hoax drove to Marlborough street
police-office, aud told the sitting magis
trate that he had received a letter from
a lady in Berners street, to the effect
that she had been summoned to attend
at the Mansion house, that she was ex
tremely ill, that she wished to make a
deposition npon oath, and that she
; would deem it a great favor if his lord-
! ship would call upon her. All the other
eujoyed the malicious fun. Some of
the vans and goods were overturned
and broken ; while a few casks of ale
became a prey to the populace. All
through the day, until late at night,
did this extraordinary state of things
continue, of the terror and dismay of
the poor lady aud the other inmates of
the house.
Every ono found directly that it was
a hoax ; but the name of the hoaxer was
not known till long afterward. This,
it appeared, was Theodore Hook, one of
j the most inveterate punsters and jokers
of the day. He had noticed the very
quiet character of Berners street nd
the name of Mr3. on a brass plate
on on 3 of the doors ; he laid a wager
with a brother-wag who accompanied
him, that he would make that particu
lar house the talk of the whole town.
And he assuredly did it He devoted
three and four days to writing letters,
in the name of Mrs. , to tradesmen
of all kinds, professional men, distin
guished personages, and servants out
of place ; all couched in a lady-like
style, and requesting the persons ad
dressed to come to Berners street on
the appointed day, for reasons specially
stated. Hook took a furnished lodging
just opposite the house; and there posted
himself with two or three companions
on the day in question, to enjoy the
scene. He d;med it expedient, how
ever, to go off qnickly into the country,
and there remain incorf. for a time. If
he had been publicly known as the
author of tbe hoax, it is probable he
would have fared badly.
The Work or Fence and V.'ar,
A striking correlation exists between
the results of the present rppid develop
ment of the industries of war and of
peace. The spinning-wheel and hand
loom and the skilled fingers of needle
women, have given place to spinners
and looms acting almost automatically,
and to sewing machines that require
nothing more than a guidance of the
material under the needle. Spears, ar
rows and battle-axes have given place
to the breechloading mitrailleuse, the
rilled cannon and the torpedoes of
modern warfare. In both war and peace
men have been removed further and fur
ther from being the direct agents of
ultimate results, and yet in both war
and peace the demands made npon the
labor of men have maintained an almost
equal advance with that of the apparatns
simplifying their work. The condition
of workers has been somewhat bettered,
bnt with the invention of new machinery
has grown up a demand for finer and
mor plribnmL fabi-ira and with the in-
vention of new cannon and torpedoes
t it " ir r .
uas grown up me invention oi stronger
resisting forts and vessels. In peace the
army of intelligent workers who prepare
the way for the laborers has been con
stantly and largely recruited from the
latter class. In war tho bravery and
skill of the fighters has been made sec
ondary, of the intelligence of the peace-
f ni mechanic But in both war and
ICace there is still work to be done, and,
fortunately for humanity, the conditions
preeedent'to success study and energy
remain the same in both. Mechani
cal inventions' instead of robbing men
of useful incentives to thought and
labor, have only made them more ne
cessary to the individual, and throngh
the individual to society.
Snprrlition.
The Duke de Montpensier has jnst
lost a son of fourteen. There is an odd
superstition in the family of Orleans that
no child of that house borne between
eight o'clock and midnight will live to
be twenty years of aire. Louis Philiippe
was so much impressed with the family
tradition that after the birth of each of
his numerous progeny, none of whom
happened to arrive in the dreaded
hours, he used to walk about rubbing
his hands joyfully, and exclaiming,
"After all, we are safe on the score of
time." The young scion just deceased
was bcrn at nine o'clock in the evening,
to the great distress of his parents.
Youths' Column.
Willi's Xrw Sled. Willy lives at
the top of a hill. His father works in
a shop at the foot of it Last winter he
bought Willy a new sled. It is painted
red ; and its name is "Snow-bird."
Every noon, when the weather is
pleasant and the sliding good, Willy
puts on his overcoat, jumps upon his
sled, gives a push, and away he goes
down the hill to call his father to din
ner. "Come, papa, dinner's ready," says
Willy. Papa comes ont of the shop ;
Willy hops upon his sled again, hands
papa the cord, and is drawn up the hill,
papa acting as the horse, and Willy as
the driver.
"Get up, pony, get up !" shouts the
driver.
One day an ox-team was coming np
the hill just as Willy was going down.
Willy could not stop snow-bird ; neither
could he steer it out of the road. What
should he do ?
The man who was driving the oxen
was a kind, good farmer, and had a
little boy at home who called him
"papa." When he saw Willy coming
down the hill so fast, he walked ahead
of his team, ami caught the sled just in
time to save Willy from being run over.
Front a window of his shop, Willy's
father had seen his little boy's danger.
He came running up the hill, all out of
breath, and was very, very glad to find
that Willy was unhurt
After thanking the kind farmer, he
took a seat beside him on the ox-team ;
and the two men talked about their
little boys as they rode along while
Willy, seated on his own little sled,
which he had tied to the big ox-sled,
followed close behind.
And so the strong oxen drew them all
to the top of the hill. The Xirrry.
As IssTr.rTivE XewToy
The Jiur-
. i
nal of the Franklin Inilnfr, has an
article desribing a new philosophical
toy, called the Opeidoscope, which is
thus described : "rake a tube of any
material, from one to two inches in
diameter, and anywhere from two inches j
to a foot or more in length. Over one ;
end paste a piece of tissue paper or a 1
thin piece of rubber, or gold-beaters'
skin. In the center of the membrane.!
with a ,1mn f mn..;tao-. fit..n s hit nf
looking-glass, not more'than an eighth
of an inch square, with the rellu-cting
side ontward. j
"When dry take it to tho sunshine i
and with the open end of the tube at
the mouth, hold the other end so that
the beam of reflected light will fall npon
the white wall or a sheet of paper held
in the hand. Now speak, or sing, or ' gospel, ana searen wneiner yon can nnd
toot ia it The regular movement of ! anything like it in your own life. Have
the beam of light with the persistence ; you anything of His humility, meek
of vision presents very beautiful and : ness, and benevolence to men? Any
regular patterns, that diJer for each ! thing of nis purity and wisdom, His
different pitch and intensity, but are ' eoctempt of the world, Hi3 fortitudo,
quite uniform for given conditions. I His zeal ?
"If a tune like Auld Lang Syne is When, where, and how to pray,
tooted slowly in it, care being taken to , When ? Always, "without ceasing."
give the sounds the same intensity, a Where ? In ail places ; especially that
series of enrves will appear, one for each ; place which, being sanctified to this
sound and alike for a given sound, ' use, is therefore called the house of
whether reached by ascension or de-! prayer. How ? From the heart, "lift
seension, so that it would be possible to ing" up pure and clean hands." That
indicate the tune by the curves ; in is to say, in faith and in love. Our
other words, it is a true phonauto- j prayer, feathered with these two wings,
graph." ' flieth straight into Heaven.
The toy is simple enough, but from i A Cincinnati lady, writing from Wash
snch simple contrivances important ington.says! Boston draws herself up
philosophical discoveries hive often- severeW, scans your cerebral develop
times had their origin. , ment through her eyeglass, and coolly
' asks : "What do you know ?" New
Wht are Male Lrids most Beacti- j l'ork displays her silks and diamonds,
FTL ? Have you ever wondered why and pertly asks: "What are you worth?"
the male of so many species of birds is ' Philadelphia, with prim hand and
so much more highly colored than the pnrsed-np lips, asks: "Who was your
female? A good many persons have grandfather?" While Washington stops
wondered, and formed theories about ; between the waltz and the German to
it The one that seems to be most j inquire, "Can you dance ?'
likely right is this : They say where In the Jistrict of champagne, France,
the male bird is gay and showy he does the cnltlTation of .nails for the Paris
no un8aiiiiura.ii nuig ou me eg?
to hatch them ; but where both of the
parent-birds are much alike, and both
of a sober tint, each takes a share in the
work of incubation. A bird of dull
color is not easily noticed among the
yiw, -.nu .c .to, i .ii B.yUUU, nonsa on back for a promenaUe .
it nests mere, lo t sre, ij a 7 ; tractors buy up the molluscs.
Villi nil u iiwrA. u-ttn c iwhc bu ueauv, ; fi.m n vjn.l ..r -.--ir f.uon
should happen, all of a sudden, to spy galads. thTm mint par3w c. When
a bright-red mother bird on a nest, he u e h to through a ring of
would not stop to think before he would j , certain sizo the' are fit for the table
send a pebble speeding after it and, i SUDnoscd to be.
when it was too late to think, the, beau
tiful creature might be killed; and
how sorry he wonld feel when he heard
the other bird mourning for his dead
mate, and thought of the pretty eggs,
and t!-.e little birds that might have been
but for his temptation, and now can
never be. We shall find, as we go on
to study nature, how God takes care for fully piled. The watchman says that
the preservation of his creatures. Does during the night the man did the work
not this care in coloring the sparrow, to j according to his instructions, stepping
insure her safety, look some like the , carefully over the things on the floor,
answer, before it is said, to the prayer, i The watchman spoke to him several
"Lead us not into temptation, but de- times, but received no answer, and as
liver ns from evil ?" And who knows soon as the job was done the somnam
bnt this is for tho good of the boys as bulist went home. The night worker
well as the birds ?" " noticed a feeling of lassitude the next
. . ! morning and was unable to work during
, tho day.
iiiEFi ipos rvr.iiTx. liu von ever
hear of trees upon stilts? A lady who
had been reading a book called the
"Desert World," told a little bird about
it and the little bird brought word di
rect to me. In Guiana and Brazil, the
lady said, are found the immense for-
. , . . . i . , - . . ...
ests wmch supply the whole world with
nearly.ll the dye wood, ,n use, and the
most beautiful timbers forcab.net work.
Ihese trees love the sea air, so they
H
these swamps grow immense quantities i
of mangroves, their dense foliage seem- ;
ing to lloat on the surface of the water I
p i, i-1 i . v -i - .
shun ftiA ti.Ia ta in fin, whon it ia nnr.
when the tide, is in, bnt when it is out
the branches present tho appearance of i
growing out oi xne sines oi prostrate
trunks of trees, which are gnpported on
immense crooked stilts. These stilts
are the bare roots, which are obliged to
seek the keep rich mud for nourish
ment at the same time that they must
support the trunk and branches at a
height that the tide cannot affect them.
The manjrrove swamps are the haunts !
of many curious creatures, which are
here almost perfectly safe from pursuit
for the tangled masses of roots are a
more effectual defence than the strong
est walls.
The iron works of the United States I
employ 910,000 operatives divided as .
follows: 42,000 in preparing ore and j
fuel; 25,000 in preparing fuel for rolling
mills ; 42,000 in rolling mills ; 23,000 in !
blast furnaces ; 3,300 in bloomeries ;
fin 000 in manufacturing articles. The ;
pig iron manufactured was valued at
$75,000,000 last year ; the produce of
forges and rolling mills at 863,000,000
and other manufactures at $702,000,000,
a grand total of 3900,000,000.
ir i Z I , y , i quite recently on the Mount of Olives,
without haying their roots and trunks : t Ur tromhe .ito of Bethany, their
washed oy the sal water, which would , Uate f christiatl u n'a
kill most if not all of them. Between ear, Th ;w th
these great forests and tue i open ocean f cjiri8tin Jewgand it 8tart
stretch vast swamps which at low tide . connection with the locality in
are only marshy, but at high tide are tt wero di8COTeretL to me
owiw aa n H'i i In tiiA b n urn .
cuvereu witn sevprai ieet vi wut. iu
A;iviotie!
A new race-track is to be laid out
te.ir Cincinnati.
It is proposed to arm the Italian
troops with repeating rifles.
A cannibal's epitaph "Write me as
one who loves his fellow-men."
Postal cards are now much used for
playing chess by correspondence.
"How did you enj'oy Christmas?"
writes a little girl, adding, "our turkey
was a goose."
An old farmer says: Talk about drain
age, the surest drain on a farm is a
mortgage at a high rate of interest
Mark Twain says that in the higher
latitudes of Feejee "it's so miserably
cold that a man can't tell the truth."
A family of eight brothers, named
Lengle, in Dauphin county, average six
feet four and a-half inches in height
A York county fisherman has been
fonnd sewing catfish heads on mullets'
bodies and selling them as genuine cat
fish. Mrs. Scott-Siddons sold flowers at the
Springfield Bazaar the other night and
made all the youths in town forget
there was such a thing as a panic.
Scotch keeper (to young sportsman)
"Ye hae shot a bov." Young sportsman
" Good heavens t Is it possible ?
What shall I do?" Keeper (immovable)
"Gie hiui a shullin."
Jove and his attendant deities must
be sadly disconcerted, for by the con
struction of a new railroad in Greece,
' the locomotives run within sight and
almost wiiiun uearing oi Aioum uiym
pus. Signer Dominiceti, the composer of
the ortera "Morovieo " which has made
! such a success at Milan, was a conduc
I tor of a tronpe in this country twenty
years ago, and, the season proving dis-
astrous, took to mining with fabulous
i 1 1 .
results.
j Dim Boucicault is delighted with his
; first impressions of California, and has
told a reporter, confidentially, that if
the winter days were always like those
they are now having out there he wished
he might "enjoy them forever." But,
then, it is so far from Paris,
. . . .
Caleb Ctishinir, being seventy-four
Jw old, and thi3 year being 4, he
j be said to be in harmony with the
ago. r urthermore, even - numbered
years are considered fortunate and pros
perous ones all of which might be
claimed an indication that he would
make a good Chief Justice.
Look into the life and temper of
Christ, described and illustrated in the
martet has latterly become a nrofitabla
product, they bringing about fifty cents
per hundred, and are in great demand
as a delicacy. During the summer.
! catch the njlil3 the- cra.
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A queer case of somnambulism oc
enrred recently at a factory in West
field, Conn. One of the workmen being
instructed in the evening to carry into
the shop the next morning a quantity
of wood lying outside, was surprised
when the time came to find it all care-
Letters from Palestine state that
Mons. Oannean, a French explorer,
while on his way to Jerusalem, visited
the site which he had previously iden
tified with the biblical cityofGezer.
Here he was fortnnato in being able to
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very common among the Jews at that
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date.
Walter Kimball, who was City Comp
troller in Chicago five years ago, has
had a fortune thrust upon him in rather
a singular manner. It is his, and yet
not his, nor will any one else take it
Dnring his term of office several of the
railroad companies desiring to take a
part of the Lake Park for depot pnr-
Pses. mat,e bargain for it, agreeing
pay for the lot, of which
-00'!w was PalJ " instalment
Then certain property-holders stepped
in, and an injunction was issued re
straining the city from disposing of its
lands. The case is still pending.
Meanwhile the City Treasurer refused
to receive the 8200,000, the railroad
companies refuse to take il baca, and
so as the city certainly does not own it,
Mr, Kimball has the use of it for the
present, while the prospect is that he
will be able to retain it for an indefinite
period. As it is not likely that when
called upon to pay it over any demand
can be made for interest Mr. Kimball
has a chance of feathering his nest very
handsomely without any transgression
of the law.